DEFENDER'S RAP

• I stand before you today, a man who was molded from clay fresh out the oven
• One look without a judgement and you tell me I ain’t gonna amount to nothin
• They only see me through a lens of floccinaucinihilipilification
• So to rise up from these minimum wages would be so fuckin difficult, face it
• Could end up miserable with my skull hittin the pavement
• So their goal is trickin my brain into thinkin I made it
• But they gave me a pre-designed identification
• The whole scheme would be ruined with a different arrangement
• How can I pick up the pace when I’m runnin towards nothin?
• How can I shoot my shot when they left no hunger for huntin?
• Right in front of their eyes yet they look in the opposite direction
• Tryin so hard not to see and so they always stick to guessin
• If it ain’t another bar bout how I cock the Smith n Wesson
• Then I’m off of this dimension better call witness protection
• Am I the criminal here? Or should the talkers get to steppin
• Put ya money where ya mouth is the poverty is endin
• But god forbid the entrance to their noggin is the exit
• So we refuse to change our minds and become lost in misconceptions
• Who can be expected to always say exactly what they think?
• Can’t attack me for my speech while I’m splatterin the ink
• So even if nobody tells you “Yo this verse is crazy man!”
• It can hurt to take a chance if you were to make the plans
• Who the hell knows what will become of a life when it starts?
• Only that specific heart can tell itself what the limits are